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 Posted: Sat Nov 24, 2007 3:47 pm
My Room
Engraved in Latin, words of pure hatred, are visible in crimson ink on the black doorknob. As you twist the knob, an eerie sound cascades the hollows of the room and you stumble upon a room mainly lit by candle light, but often times you can just switch on the lights. As you adjust your eyes to the darkness you began to see the beauty and well displayed likes of it's occupant. A cozy 1 bedroom, 1 bath, kitchen and large living room.
As you enter, you come into the large living room with a big 52 inch screen Tv and high tech dolby surround sound unit, her wall cabnet packed with DVD's and her favorite Rock, hardcore, and other bands she's very fond of consists of, with a deep crimson red connecting couch over looking the tv, a deep mahogny end table beside the couch, a center coffee table in front of the couch, and a big painting that was imported from china, it appears of, cherries blossoms surrounding a feirce yet pain-filled looking warrior, in a combative position with her katana in a lushous green area of bambo's, her hair is knoting with the wind and sorrow stains her beautiful face. She has bambo's and other different type plants in both her living room and bed room.
Then you come across her kitchen that contains mostly of all electrical objects that are black with a silver finishing framed metal surrounding. Like her fridge with the silver handle with is always stocked with blood plasma and blood packets yet most of the time there's chinese and other take out food as well. She also has an electric stove with silver plating, her toaster with the metal side bars, the base of her blender and etc...
Her bedroom is always lit with candles and her bed is in the center of the room and is a deep mahogny that looks to be black. She has a black conopy connecting it and it's crimson silk curtains, that are often tied up or left dangling to cover it's occupant's slumbering form. She has two end tables that consist of a lamp and loads of books ranging from Sci fi horror and vampire and werewolf novels. A laptop often lays on her bed awaiting for Jasie's return. On the oppisite wall is her walk in closet with jewery, large range of weapons and other compartments as well of other things. To the right side is her master bath room, with a garden tub in the center in which she often soaks in with black or red rose petals, her shower to the left back, her large mirror and sink to the right side as you enter and so on, at the right back.
Jasie keeps to herself, yet often times goes in search for company that she never finds, knock to be let in and hopefully she'll be sparing and not kill you on sight for disrupting her night or day... not to mention her mix breed wild cat, midnight, who hates ppl of all kinds other then her master, Jasie.
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Posted: Sat Nov 24, 2007 4:02 pm
Jasie walked in tired and sore from her trainning... she giggled, it was more like playful-ness with devilboy, but she wouldn't admit that to anyone. She shut her door and placed the chain lock in place before sighing and crashing on her satin red couch.
"Come here Midnight." Jasie called to her black tomcat, that has lavender green eyes. As she jumped on Jasie's lap, she purred in happiness that her master was now home.
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Posted: Mon Nov 26, 2007 8:09 am
"Sooo... what have you been up to, midnight?" Jasie asked softly and began scrating her behind the ears. A soft purring sound, along with a meow, was the only reply Jasie got from her faithful companion. With a smile on her face, Jasie lept up and stalked her way to the fridge for something to drink.
She swung open the door and peired in, "No, no, no, no... Yes!" she said with eagerness and a devilish grin on her face, as she pulled out a SOBE!
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Posted: Wed Nov 28, 2007 8:18 am
Jasie strode back to the couch and dove at it, landing perfectly in place with a giggle and smile on her giddy face. Midnight leapt up and snuggled against her stomach and Jasie scratched her once again.
Jasie placed her drink between her knee's and began to reach for the universal remoter, to put on some action flick.
But as she was doing so her phone rang and everything on the couch, along with her came crashing down, all except for Midnight who leapt to the floor.
"Dammit!" Jasie yelled in frustration and anger. this was to be her night of loneliness and solitude, yet now it's only been semi-comforting. She reached for the receiver and answered calmly yet she had a tone of annoyance, "hello... this better be good!" no answer came and she slammed the receiver down.
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Posted: Fri Nov 30, 2007 9:38 am
Jasie was annoyed and decided to venture out, “Be good.” She whispered to Midnight, “I’ll be back soon.”
((Exit’s))
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Posted: Fri Nov 30, 2007 9:42 am
((Enter's))
Jasie strode right in, with that damn image still fresh in her mind, “That rude b*****d!” she frustratingly yell out. Midnight taking note to her masters tone, scurried off for cover. “Who does he think he is…” She said then stopped herself, “Who do I think I am… I’m… I have problems!” She chuckled and leapt on the couch to comfort and wallow away in sleep!
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Posted: Fri Nov 30, 2007 11:35 am
Jasie's dreams were merely nightmares of her former life, the life that was taken away Centuries, ago.
“Where am I…” Jasie whispered softly, and as if she was coming to, from being hit over the head, she shook her head and grabbed for her throbbing temple. A soft moan came out of her lips and she forced her eye lids open. “Ah…” the grunt left her lips as she grabbed for her head, as she started to adjust her blurry vision, she got up off the cold wooden floor and rubbed her eyes. When her eyes came in to focus, she began to look around. Jasie noticed it was a somewhat small suitable cabin lodge and when she looked over to the… oh, so familiar bed-- Jasie froze. Jasie feel to her knee’s and screamed out, “No-o!” she covered her eyes with the palms of her hands and rocked herself back and forth, whispering in a hollow, yet sorrowful tone, that it‘s just a dream. “It’s just a dream… wake up dammit! It’s just a dream…” then she yelled out, “It’s a ******** dream dammit… Wake up!”
With her eyes still covered, she felt a wetness to them, yet it was warm and sticky. Her pulse beat to beat, and that’s when she was confirmed that this was a dream, for she was already dead and she no longer had a heart beat. But the feeling of having one brought tears to her eyes, for she forgotten how it felt to feel the beating pulse of ones heart race franticly in fear. With a grin she removed her hands from her face, and as her eyes fluttered open, the horrible scene on her sister’s bed was being displayed yet again to her. She turned her back to the horrid sight of Ethan and her sister being rapped by him. “I’ve put those memories behind me, Ethan… If you really wanted to get to me… all you had to really do was make me believe… yet… I’m more stronger willed then before then. You failed, yet again!”
Jasie began to walk out of the cottage when a hand wrapped around her lender neck, “Oh… my sweet! But you do believe!” he whispered in her ear, just before he plunged his fangs into her shoulder, ripping at muscle tissue and skin. This felt real, even the blood siding down her shoulders… she was being taken back to that horrible sensation all over again, when he first bit her. “No-o!” she screamed in agony.
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Posted: Fri Nov 30, 2007 11:40 am
“No…” she continued screaming as she jumped up in a sitting position, and came out of her dream, swinging her fists. Jasie began trying to catch her breath and found her body, in a cold sweat, her hands flew to her face and she found that they too, were in the same state as in her dream. She slowly moved them from her face and found blood upon them. At first she thought she was still dreaming, yet Midnight came to her with the look of worry and her talons where in a readiness of attack. Jasie stood up and flexed her shoulders and then winched in pain. As she reached up to the side that throbbed in pain, she already knew what she would find, yet it was only a dream, how could a dream be real. Jasie raced to her bathroom and stripped off her shirt, as she stared at her shoulder she cursed in fury, "How... how is this possible!" she punched the wall and ended up pulling her fist out of it's now, current and newly found hole. "s**t!" she cursed again in frustration. Jasie began cleaning her shoulder wound and then watched it heal afterwards.
"Ethan..." she hissed out his name, "Your dead when I find you!"
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Posted: Fri Nov 30, 2007 5:04 pm
To clear her unsteadying thoughts, Jasie was going for a walk. Even though she knew she’d end up in central park, made no defiance to her. The woods often relaxed and soothed her, along with the moon. Sometimes she wondered if she would have been a better lycan, then vampire. Jasie chuckled at the thought and headed for the door, then doubled backed.
“Eh… I almost forgot I didn't have a shirt on.” she chuckled and whispered to herself. She then grabbed one from her clothing cabinet and slid out the door, locking it, and left the area for much needed drifting, of her much clouded mind.
((Exit’s))
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Posted: Sat Dec 22, 2007 11:22 am
Jasie entered casually and began cleaning and making room for Oren. Midnight caught the males scent on Jasie and began purring and rubbing up against her leg. Jasie found that, a rather interesting reaction, yet Jasie continued and hoped Oren would be ok with this, and where he was now staying.
“He’d probably take one look at this place and run for his dear life,” Jasie thought to herself, “Yet again… he might just like it, but I highly doubt it.” Jasie added with a heavy sigh.
"Oh, well..." Jasie said out loud and laughingly jumped backwards on to the couch.
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Posted: Sun Dec 23, 2007 7:26 pm
Jasie looked up at the ceiling and sighed heavily.
“What will become of me Midnight… Where will life take me and what am I meant for, really… the waiting is always the hardest, yet it’s always the best when your actually delaying what’s actually coming for you.” Jasie asked no one, yet merely said it to herself to comfort her untrusting and uneasy mind, filled with doubt and worry.
“I wonder how Oren is… Yet, my mind keep traveling towards that lycan, I met in the cathedral… Jaden. Why is that?” she casually asked herself.
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Posted: Sat Dec 29, 2007 1:06 am
Jasie was now worried, it's been a couple of days now, and still... no sign of Oren. Jasie was beginning to wonder if he meerly just said yes to her, but actually meant, Hell--No.
Jasie looked across from her at Midnight and pondered on venturing out tonight, her heart knew it would mean fun and trouble. But her on going mind, knew it would just be a waste of time and energy, but it was the weekend, and weekends did mean fun.
So Jasie was stuck between going out and staying, and she hadn't the faintest idea on what to do.
"Damn-- I hate weekends" Jasie stated, as she flopped on the couch with a thud.
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Posted: Sun Jan 06, 2008 11:00 pm
Jasie fell asleep and when she awoke, she noticed nothing had changed. Jasie arched her brows and now was worried about Oren desperately. "Where is he?!?" Jasie casually said, but with a hint of anger and worry biting each and every word.
Jasie quickly grabbed her trench coat and checked her weapons on her attire, before locking and exiting her apartment.
Jasie looked forward with a fierce expression and whispered softly, "Oren where are you-- Please be ok, yet if your in trouble-- I'll find and help you-- hang in there, I'm coming."
((Exits))
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Posted: Sun Feb 03, 2008 8:49 am
Jasie entered casually and slammed the door shut. She spun on her heels and locked the door thoroughly. As she turned around, Midnight purred her greetings and rubbed against her leg.
"Hey Midnight-- How have you been girl? I'm sorry-- for a lot of things, I hope you can forgive me." Jasie replied and flopped down on the couch with a heavily sigh. Jasie was in return, given a heart-fully reply from Midnight with a lavishly happy purr and her jumping on Jasie's chest, only to cuddle and caress her cheek and face. Jasie sighed happily and began to stroke Midnight till the both of them slowly, yet surely drifted of to sleep.
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